frankenstorm preparedness, kellypuffs style

With the weather reports sounding ever-more alarming, we headed out for our weekly errands with an unusual sense of urgency. Many sorts of dire possibilities await over the next few days, including the possibility of days without power.

We’ve been to this rodeo once or twice before. Most recently, there was the Halloween storm of just last year, featuring over 2 feet of snow, downed trees, days of no power. Perhaps this is the new Halloween in New England.

We even have a French Toast Alert. when a storm threatens, everyone needs to rush out and buy bread, milk, and eggs.

So let’s review our purchases today, shall we, and see what constitutes hurricane preparedness in the Kellypuffs household.

  • 2 almond croissants
  • 2 lemons
  • 2 limes
  • blueberries
  • blackberries
  • bananas
  • korma sauce
  • two-bite brownies
  • 4 cans tuna
  • 1 jar marinated artichokes
  • Ruffles potato chips
  • 1 really cool string of LED lights – purple bats
  • a houseplant
  • cat litter
  • paper plates

oh yeah, and ….

  • milk
  • bread

We are READY! 🙂

Edited: added the missing EN in frankenstorm in the title.

a new england summer

It’s the 3945th day of rain.

A church in Medway got struck by lightning.

Boston.com today featured an article “How to Build an Ark”.

The north forty is doing a passable imitation of Walden Pond.

It’s cold and it’s damp. Everything FEELS damp. Magazines and book pages are curling up.

We huddle in our home, wearing sweatshirts and heavy socks. We’re NOT turning on the heat, are you INSANE?!?! IT’S JULY!!! However, if we had a wood stove or a fireplace, it would be roaring, baby.

Our local grocery store remodeled a few years ago, and put in a fancy lounge area with a gas fireplace. It was going when we shopped yesterday, and I will admit to standing with my back to the fire for a few glorious minutes while HImself picked up the 500th issue of Mad magazine.

Outside? Is there an “outside”?

The dog goes “outside” regularly, and comes back all soaked and smelly.

I’m not warming to the idea, myself.

It’s the start of the 4th of July weekend, one of my favorite holidays in the year (legacy of being an Army brat, I guess), and it’s not looking good for parades, backyard barbecues and fireworks.

They aren’t forecasting sunshine til SUNday.

If I weren’t so waterlogged, I’d appreciate that more.